Houston - We have Crib!
Ok. Finally. A blog update. What can we say? we've been busy. Summary is below:
July: THE MOVE. Not bad. Took 3 days to travel 1,000 miles with the critter in tow. Pu was a WONDERFUL co-pilot. Two brief crying spells during the entire trip - once i just didn't feed her enough (oops), and the other time we had to wait for an exit to pull off the highway. Anyway, we made it.
August: First couple weeks was unpacking, unpacking, unpacking. The hubby helped out, but had to turn around and start the new job. Then, he was wisked back to where we just moved from for a conference and workshop. Good deal, he got his car and drove back here.
End of August: Shortly before Pu's 6-month birthday, we took the plunge. SOLID FOOD! yes, mushed up bananas. yummm..... A quick look of disgust, followed by inquisitiveness, surprise, then love!
Yes, folks always say that solid foods bring about nasty changes in the kid's . . um. . . diapers. Well, what they didn't mention is aside from the peee-ew change, and color, the never mentioned what bananas look like afterwards. The utter horror during the following day when i thought that somehow, the kid picked up worms. flashbacks from invertebrate zoology flooded my mind - hookworms? roundworms? whipworms? nematophora? wha?!?!? Then, ahhhh yes. . . . banana fibers. little squiggly brown thingies floating in a sea of poo.
Bananas were the week's choice, then i though - veggies. Steamed the heck outta carrots, mushed them up good. Again, it was disgust, furrowed brows, then the, well, ok, i'll give it a try. What a trooper. Well, that meal was my milk, banana and just a FEW little carrot mush - just a WEEEE bit. really. Am i doing this all wrong? The poor kid was grunting the following day and has decided, for the time being, to boycott solids. Will start over with bananas tomorrow.
And, the biggest change - THE CRIB! We were going to start that when we got to the new home, but alas, we had all our mattresses lined up in a row. The Pu was at least sleeping on her own mattresses next to ours. Well, I was on the phone talking with Aunt "J", and, it a brilliant inspirational moment, decided to just crib her. Afterall, she's 6 months old now. I have to stop being lazy and rolling over feeding, and rolling back. I'll take the plunge that most women do and actually *go over* to a crib and drag the kid out.
So, on Sept. 1st, 2005, the Pu woke up in her own crib. Wasn't bad at all.... She still feeds at about 1 or 2 am, then another time around 5 or 6 am. I can deal with that. Her crib is just a couple feet from my side of the bed - i roll out, grab her, jump back in bed, and she eats. I poke her to keep her eating and from falling asleep, then toss her back into the crib when she's had enough.
And, she LOVES her crib. tigers and rhinos and such on the bumper are cool to look at - she actually goes down (sometimes) without a fuss. Night time is a breeze, not a peep from her (usually). She just coo's and plays with her hands and passes out. She has boycotted the pacifier after briefly using it at 2 months old. I just she decided she's to big for that at 3 months - totally uncool thing. or something.
Ok. So, that's the lastest from this end. Hope all is well with everyone out there - will post pictures soon.
July: THE MOVE. Not bad. Took 3 days to travel 1,000 miles with the critter in tow. Pu was a WONDERFUL co-pilot. Two brief crying spells during the entire trip - once i just didn't feed her enough (oops), and the other time we had to wait for an exit to pull off the highway. Anyway, we made it.
August: First couple weeks was unpacking, unpacking, unpacking. The hubby helped out, but had to turn around and start the new job. Then, he was wisked back to where we just moved from for a conference and workshop. Good deal, he got his car and drove back here.
End of August: Shortly before Pu's 6-month birthday, we took the plunge. SOLID FOOD! yes, mushed up bananas. yummm..... A quick look of disgust, followed by inquisitiveness, surprise, then love!
Yes, folks always say that solid foods bring about nasty changes in the kid's . . um. . . diapers. Well, what they didn't mention is aside from the peee-ew change, and color, the never mentioned what bananas look like afterwards. The utter horror during the following day when i thought that somehow, the kid picked up worms. flashbacks from invertebrate zoology flooded my mind - hookworms? roundworms? whipworms? nematophora? wha?!?!? Then, ahhhh yes. . . . banana fibers. little squiggly brown thingies floating in a sea of poo.
Bananas were the week's choice, then i though - veggies. Steamed the heck outta carrots, mushed them up good. Again, it was disgust, furrowed brows, then the, well, ok, i'll give it a try. What a trooper. Well, that meal was my milk, banana and just a FEW little carrot mush - just a WEEEE bit. really. Am i doing this all wrong? The poor kid was grunting the following day and has decided, for the time being, to boycott solids. Will start over with bananas tomorrow.
And, the biggest change - THE CRIB! We were going to start that when we got to the new home, but alas, we had all our mattresses lined up in a row. The Pu was at least sleeping on her own mattresses next to ours. Well, I was on the phone talking with Aunt "J", and, it a brilliant inspirational moment, decided to just crib her. Afterall, she's 6 months old now. I have to stop being lazy and rolling over feeding, and rolling back. I'll take the plunge that most women do and actually *go over* to a crib and drag the kid out.
So, on Sept. 1st, 2005, the Pu woke up in her own crib. Wasn't bad at all.... She still feeds at about 1 or 2 am, then another time around 5 or 6 am. I can deal with that. Her crib is just a couple feet from my side of the bed - i roll out, grab her, jump back in bed, and she eats. I poke her to keep her eating and from falling asleep, then toss her back into the crib when she's had enough.
And, she LOVES her crib. tigers and rhinos and such on the bumper are cool to look at - she actually goes down (sometimes) without a fuss. Night time is a breeze, not a peep from her (usually). She just coo's and plays with her hands and passes out. She has boycotted the pacifier after briefly using it at 2 months old. I just she decided she's to big for that at 3 months - totally uncool thing. or something.
Ok. So, that's the lastest from this end. Hope all is well with everyone out there - will post pictures soon.
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